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ANNUAL  SERMON 


BEFORE  THE 


American  Seamen’s  J riend  Sacietg, 


AT  ITS 


EIGHTY-FIRST  ANNIVERSARY, 


Sunday,  October  10,  1909, 

BY  THE 

Rev.  HENRY  E.  COBB,  D.D., 

IN  THE 

WEST  END  COLLEGIATE  CHURCH,  NEW  YORK. 


AMERICAN  SEAMEN’S  FRIEND  SOCIETY, 

76  WALL  STREET,  NEW  YORK, 
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1909. 


She  of  JtehioJt. 


Who  are  these  that  fly  as  a cloud,  and  as  the  doves  to  their  windows?  . . The 
ships  of  Tarshish  first,  to  bring  thy  sons  from  far,  their  silver  and  their  gold 
with  them,  for  the  name  of  the  Lord  thy  God,  and  for  the  Holy  One  of  Israel. 
Isa.  lx:  8,  9. 

No  one  knows  where  Tarshish  was.  It  had  perished  from  the  earth 
before  the  earliest  map-makers  could  set  it  down.  It  lay  somewhere 
below  the  western  horizon,  probably  at  the  far  end  of  the  Mediter- 
ranean as  one  looks  from  Palestine.  It  may  have  been  a part  of  Spain, 
near  where  the  pillars  of  Hercules  marked  the  limit  of  human  enter- 
prise with  the  warning,  Ne  plus  ultra. — There  is  nothing  beyond.  It 
was  so  far  away  from  Jerusalem  that  the  Hebrews  used  to  think  of  it 
as  outside  of  God’s  jurisdiction.  “ Jonah  went  down  . . to  go 

unto  Tarshish  from  the  presence  of  the  Lord.” 

All  that  we  know  of  Tarshish  is  that  it  was  a city  or  a country  of 
great  wealth.  This  accounts  for  its  reputation  for  godlessness,  for 
rich  cities  are  apt  to  be  godless  cities.  Those  hardy  mariners,  the 
Phoenicians,  were  the  first  to  discover  this  wealth,  and  Tarshish,  like 
Carthage,  was  doubtless  a Phoenician  colony.  The  Phoenician  city 
of  Tyre  became  the  great  market  for  the  wares  of  Tarshish,  and  it  was 
when  Hiram,  King  of  Tyre,  made  his  solemn  league  and  covenant  with 
King  Solomon  that  Tarshish  first  drew  the  attention  of  the  Hebrew 
people.  We  are  told  how  Solomon  built  a navy  of  hi3  own  to  go  with 
the  ships  of  Hiram.  These  ships  must  have  been  manned  by  Phoeni- 
cians for  the  Hebrews  were  no  sailors.  “Ships  of  Tarshish,  ” they 
were  called,  which  means  merely  that  they  were  merchantmen.  These 
were  the  ships  which  brought  back  the  treasure  that  gave  Solomon’s 
palace  its  unparalleled  splendor  in  the  eyes  of  the  Queen  of  Sheba. 
*•  All  King  Solomon’s  drinking  vessels  were  of  gold,  and  all  the  ves- 
sels of  the  house  of  the  forest  of  Lebanon  were  of  pure  gold ; none  were 
of  silver  ; it  was  nothing  accounted  of  in  the  days  of  Solomon.  For 
the  King  had  at  sea  a navy  of  Tarshish  with  the  navy  of  Hiram ; once 
every  three  years  came  the  navy  of  Tarshish  bringing  gold  and  silver 


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ivory  and  apes  and  peacocks.”  It  was  a fateful  cargo  for  Solomon 
and  for  Solomon’s  kingdom.  A nation’s  commerce  gives  a fair  crite- 
rion of  a nation’s  character,  and  this  picture  of  Solomon’s  court  might 
go  for  a picture  of  the  voluptuous  and  degenerate  court  of  Belshazzar. 
The  drinking  vessels  of  gold  tell  us  of  men  who  have  lost  the  hard- 
ness which  made  Israel  great.  The  apes  and  peacocks  speak  of  hours 
given  over  to  triflings,  of  kings  and  princes  who  have  forgotten  their 
responsibilities  and  while  away  the  serious  hours  with  the  playthings 
of  children.  Here  are  the  very  things  which  have  corroded  the 
morals  and  eaten  into  the  vitality  of  mightier  nations  than  Israel,  the 
temptations  and  perils  from  which  Rome  perished  centuries  later. 
Surely  and  steadily  this  passion  for  pleasant  things  and  soft  living  in 
Israel  sifted  downward  through  the  mass,  until  all  the  people,  even 
to  the  priests  and  prophets,  were  infected  by  it.  The  ships  of  Tarsh- 
ish  brought  the  white  plague  of  godlessness  to  Israel.  Foremost 
among  all  the  forces  which  sapped  the  life  of  God’s  chosen  Kingdom 
and  wrought  its  destruction  came  these  white-winged  messengers  of 
the  sea, — the  ships  of  Tarshish  first. 

And  so  it  is  no  wonder  that  the  good  men  and  true  among  the 
prophets  and  priests  of  Israel  began  to  denounce  this  traffic  with 
Tarshish.  When  Jehoshaphat  joined  himself  with  the  wicked  King 
Ahaziah  “ to  make  ships  to  go  to  Tarshish,”  and  the  ships  were  broken 
in  a storm,  a certain  prophet  spoke  of  it  a,s  the  judgment  of  God. 
« Thou  breakest  the  ships  of  Tarshish  with  the  east  wind,”  echoes 
one  of  the  Hebrew  poets.  When  we  turn  to  the  book  of  Isaiah  we 
see  how  that  great  prophet  included  the  destruction  of  these  ships 
with  the  blotting  out  of  everything  that  had  made  for  the  degrada- 
tion of  his  nation.  “ There  shall  be  a day  of  the  the  Lord  of  hostB 
. . upon  all  the  ships  of  Tarshish.”  The  “ daughter  Tarshish  ” 

and  the  mother  Tyre,  “ whose  feet  carried  her  afar  to  sojourn,”  Bhall 
be  wasted  and  forgotten. 

With  this  background  of  history  and  prophecy,  with  the  knowl- 
edge of  what  Tarshish  stood  for  in  Israel  and  what  a menace  these  ships 
had  been  to  the  moral  and  religious  life  of  the  nation,  we  are  pre- 
pared to  understand  how  startling  is  the  vision  of  Isaiah  which  we 
have  taken  for  our  text.  He  sees  tho  darkness  which  has  veiled  the 
whole  world  breaking  up.  A new  day  is  to  dawn  for  the  world,  and 
it  is  to  begin  at  Israel.  Kings  and  their  peoples  will  see  the  light 


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from  far  away  and  will  be  drawn  to  it.  They  will  bring  their  richest 
offerings  and  lay  them  at  the  feet  of  Israel’s  Lord.  And  as  the 
prophet  looks  across  the  sea  to  catch  their  sails  lifting  above  the  hor- 
izon, an  exclamation  of  amazement  breaks  from  him.  “ Who  are 
these  that  fly  as  a cloud,  and  as  the  doves  to  their  windows  ? ” these 
in  the  van  of  those  princely  argosies  ? Surely  they  are  the  ships  of 
Tarshiah  ! Those  old-time  messengers  of  evil,  the  foremost  in  cor- 
rupting the  youth  of  the  land,  are  the  first  to  bring  sons  unto  God. 
Their  silver,  their  gold,  once  the  price  of  a nation’s  manhood  and  a 
people’s  religion,  are  to  be  laid  at  the  feet  of  Christ — “ for  the  name 
of  the  Lord  thy  God,  aud  for  the  Holy  One  of  Israel.”  To  greet 
the  day  of  the  Lord  and  to  acknowledge  and  honor  the  Kingdom  of 
God,  the  ships  of  Tarshish  are  to  come  first. 

May  such  a vision  as  this  of  Isaiah  be  given  to  us  to-day  ? We  re- 
call the  ill-report  of  our  modern  ships  of  Tarshish,  the  merchant 
marine  of  this  later  time.  What  a corrupter  of  men  it  has  been  ! 
When  the  boy  runs  away  to  sea,  what  heart  breaking  sorrow,  what 
agony  of  anxiety  there  is  in  the  deserted  home  ! It  is  not  the  dread 
of  the  ordinary  perils  of  the  deep,  of  storm  and  wreck  and  death,  nor 
the  nightly  dream  of  the  clutching  fingers  of  the  hidden  reef,  but  the 
dread  of  the  ruin  of  the  boy’s  character,  of  ports  which  are  more 
cruel  than  the  sea,  of  beckoning  hands  which  are  more  to  be  dreaded 
than  the  reef.  For  the  sailor’s  life  is  peculiarly  beset  with  tempta- 
tions and  the  sailor  is  peculiarly  temptable.  There  is  no  merchant 
port  in  the  world  that  has  not  its  special  evil  provision  for  the  sailor. 
The  most  lawless  and  dangerous  haunts  in  our  own  city  lie  about  its 
wharves,  and  every  seaport  has  its  reputation  for  drunkenness  and 
immorality.  Can  we  forget  the  demoralizing  influence  of  the  sailor 
in  the  Sandwich  Islands, — how  the  whole  population  of  that  fairest 
bit  of  God’s  earth  was  so  corrupted  and  plague-smitten  by  vices  of 
American  and  British  seamen,  that  when  the  missionaries  arrived 
they  found  a gentle  and  noble  race  so  far  gone  in  physical  and  moral 
decay  that  they  could  not  save  it  ? Can  we  forget  what  John  G. 
Paton  told  us  of  the  inhumanity  of  the  captains  and  crews  of  the 
merchant  ships  toward  the  South  Sea  Islanders,  and  how  his  work 
was  hindered  and  his  life  endangered  by  the  hatred  of  white  men 
which  they  had  inspired  ? Have  we  not  heard  of  the  impression  given 
of  western  civilization  and  of  the  Christian  religion  by  these  “rep- 


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resentatives  ” of  Christian  nations  in  Shanghai  and  Canton.  “ To  be 
drunk  is  to  be  Christian,”  says  the  Chinese.  Oh,  these  merchant 
ships,  ships  of  Tarshish,  what  havoc  they  have  wrought  in  all  the 
earth  ! "What  ghastly  corses  mark  their  wake  ! What  evil  things  they 
have  done  to  the  name  of  humanity  and  the  Kingdom  of  our  God  ! 
Mingled  with  the  odor  of  their  fragrant  spices  is  the  smell  of  moral 
rottenness,  tainting  the  air  of  heaven.  What  price  the  world  has  had 
to  pay  for  the  treasure  they  carry  in  their  hold  ! What  a sacrifice  of 
purity  they  have  demanded  from  those  who  go  down  into  the  sea  ! Can 
we  share  in  Isaiah’s  vision  ? May  we  lift  up  our  eyes  round  about  and 
see  a day  when  these  ships  shall  fly  as  white  doves  to  their  windows 
at  the  summons  of  their  Master,  when  they  shall  bring  pure  lives 
and  strong  to  the  service  of  the  King,  “sons  of  God  from  afar,”  and 
when  they  shall  lay  all  the  priceless  treasure  which  they  have  garn- 
ered from  the  ends  of  the  earth  upon  the  altar  of  the  Holy  One,  of 
God? 

Consider  for  one  moment.  Would  it  not  seem  strange  to  you  if 
there  were  no  reason  for  such  a hope  ? Would  it  not  be  a thing  in- 
explicable, unreasonable,  impossible,  that  two-thirds  of  the  surface 
of  this  earth  which  God  created  and  which  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ 
came  to  save  should  furnish  an  environment  so  bad  that  it  is  beyond 
the  hope  of  redemption  ? On  the  contrary,  think  what  the  sea  is. 
It  is  the  one  bit  of  this  earth  which  remain's  as  it  was  when  it  came 
from  the  hands  of  God  and  He  pronounced  it  all  “ very  good.”  It  lies 
under  the  sun  to-day,  sparkling,  in  its  unsullied  purity,  unmarred  by 
the  touch  of  man.  We  may  still  stand  by  the  brim  of  the  ocean  and 
say  without  a reservation  of  truth,  “ The  sea  is  His,  and  He  made  it.” 
It  seems  to  bear  the  hall-mark  of  its  Creator.  There  is  that  about 
the  sea  which  suggests  God  to  us  as  nothing  else  in  nature.  Even 
the  old  Hebrews  felt  this  though  they  were  strangers  to  the  sea.  It 
Bpoke  to  them  of  the  majesty  of  God  and  of  His  power.  It  was 
what  the  sea  could  not  do  that  impressed  them  with  God’s  great- 
ness, the  restraint  that  God  had  set  upon  it.  “ Thus  far  shalt 
thou  come  and  no  farther,”  said  the  Almighty.  Tho  sea  has  a 
kinder  message  to  us  in  this  day  of  Christ.  It  suggests  the  love 
of  God,  “ tho  wideness  of  God’s  morcy,  like  the  wideness  of  tho 
sea.”  We  no  longer  feel  as  John  felt,  tho  prisoner  of  the  island 
of  Patmos,  that  the  sea  was  a cruel  tyrant  separating  him  from 


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friends  and  home,  when  he  wrote  these  words  about  the  New  Jerusa- 
lem, “There  shall  be  no  more  sea.”  For  the  sea  has  become  a path- 
way, a link  and  not  a barrier  between  men  and  nations.  We  do  not 
hate  the  sea  any  longer  ; we  love  it.  We  seek  it  when  we  are  weary  and 
sick  and  depressed,  and  there  pours  into  our  souls  out  of  its  infinite 
spaces  a fresh  strength,  a new  courage,  as  though  we  had  come  in 
contact  with  the  throbbing  life  of  God  Himself.  Can  it  be  that  the 
sea  has  no  voice  for  those  who  go  upon  it  continually  ? Why  is  it 
then,  as  Frank  Bullen  has  told  us  and  others  who  have  written  of  the 
sailor,  that  the  sea  never  lets  go  of  a man  when  once  it  has  got  hold 
of  him,  that  its  call  is  irresistible  so  that  he  can  never  settle  down 
to  a life  on  shore  ? If  the  sea  appealed  solely  to  the  evil  side  of  his 
nature  or  if  it  appealed  mainly  to  the  evil  side,  surely  it  could  not  keep 
its  fascination.  Men  are  not  made  that  way  in  any  such  numbers. 
Surely  there  is  something  else  to  which  the  sea  calls.  It  invites  men 
to  endure  hardness,  to  battle  with  the  strong  powers  of  nature,  to 
try  unknown  seas  and  discover  strange  lands  for  themselves,  to  a life 
of  continual  surprise  and  constant  danger  and  ceaseless  vigilance. 
Isn’t  the  response  to  this  call  evidence  of  Btrong,  heroic  qualities, 
among  the  noblest  in  human  nature  ? Are  not  the  passions  that 
run  riot  in  the  sailor  just  the  excess,  and  wanton  waste,  and  unbridled 
license  of  those  powers  which  in  their  birth  and  intent  were  virtues 
and  the  great  gift  of  God  ? When  the  sea  calls  it  calls  to  these,  and 
the  call  is  the  voice  of  God  speaking  from  the  deep. 

And  so  when  I stand  with  the  prophet  and  look  away  across  the 
sea,  it  seems  to  me  that  I too  am  granted  a vision  of  the  special  con- 
tribution which  these  men  who  serve  the  sea  are  to  make  to  the  King- 
dom of  God.  That  contribution  is  to  be  the  consecration  to  Christ 
of  those  strong  virtues  and  splendid  passions  to  which  the  sea  calls. 
Have  they  been  unbridled,  let  to  run  into  riot  and  recklessness  ? They 
are  to  be  brought  under  mastery  and  made  the  servants  of  a cleansed 
imagination  and  an  enlightened  will.  Have  they  been  mighty  forces 
for  evil  ? They  are  to  become  mightier  forces  for  good.  This  is  the 
peculiar  triumph  of  Jesus  that  He  can  transmute  His  persecutors 
into  His  apostles,  as  with  Saul  of  Tarsus.  When  He  takes  hold  of 
human  character,  “ the  last  shall  be  first.”  In  the  day  of  His  King- 
dom we  are  going  to  see  what  Isaiah  saw,  the  powers  that  have  been 
strongest  against  Him  marshalled  in  the  van  of  His  conquering 
hosts.  “ The  ships  of  Tarshish  first.” 


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Aye,  there  may  be  an  amazed  opening  of  our  eyes  when  the  leaves 
of  the  Judgment  Book  are  unrolled,  and  we  see  what  things  have 
counted  most  for  the  Kingdom  of  our  Lord.  It  may  be  that  we  shall 
have  a fresh  understanding  of  the  words  of  Paul  that  “God  hath 
chosen  the  foolish  things  to  confound  the  wise,  and  the  weak  to  con- 
found the  strong.”  The  service  that  we  have  rendered  through 
orthodox  methods  may  appear  poor  by  the  side  of  that  performed  by 
agents  whom  we  never  recognized.  It  has  seemed  to  us  that  our 
manner  of  worship  is  the  only  sort  God  acknowledges.  But  perhaps 
God  would  rather  have  each  man  worship  according  to  his  taste  and 
after  the  order  of  his  calling. 

You  remember  how  delightfully  Kipling  describes  the  plight  of  the 
sailor  forced  to  worship  in  the  traditional,  orthodox  way,  and  how  God 
sends  him  back  to  his  own  : 

“ Loud  sang  the  souls  of  the  jolly,  jolly  mariners, 

Plucking  at  their  harps,  and  they  plucked  unhandily: 

‘ Our  thumbs  are  rough  and  tarred, 

And  the  tune  is  something  hard — 

May  we  lift  a Deepsea  Chantey  such  as  seamen  use  at  sea?  ’ 

“ Then  stooped  the  Lord,  and  He  called  the  good  sea  up  to  Him, 
And  ’stablished  its  borders  unto  all  eternity, 

That  such  as  have  no  pleasure 
For  to  praise  the  Lord  by  measure, 

They  may  enter  into  galleons  and  serve  Him  on  the  sea.” 

I have  learned  about  all  that  I know  of  the  seafaring  men  from  my 
Kipling.  With  all  the  profanity  and  the  coarseness  and  the  vice  to 
which  they  are  so  tomptable,  ho  shows  us,  and  shows  us  fairly  I am 
sure,  that  underneath  it  all,  like  the  deep  currents  of  the  seas  he  sails, 
one  finds  a genuine  religion,  interpreted  in  terms  of  reverence  and 
duty.  There  is  that  old  sinner  McAndrew,  sturdy  Calvinist,  and  ex- 
pecting full  judgment  on  him  for  his  sins,  but  glorified  in  spite  of 
all  by  his  sublime  sense  of  responsibility  as  he  stands  at  his  post  in 
the  engine  room : 

“ Obsairve.  Per  annum  we’ll  have  here  two  thousand  souls  aboard — 

Think  not  I dare  to  justify  myself  before  the  Lord, 

But — aaverage  fifteen  hundred  souls  safe-borne  fra’  port  to  port — 

I am  o’  service  to  my  kind.  Ye  wadna  blame  the  thought? 

Maybe  they  steam  from  Grace  to  Wrath — to  sin  by  folly  led, — 

It  isna  mine  to  judge  their  path — their  lives  are  on  my  head.” 


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And  there  is  Mulholland,  who  in  an  hour  of  peril  first  made  his  con- 
tract with  God  to  do  His  orders,  and  finds  that  the  only  way  open  to 
him  to  exalt  the  name  of  God  is  the  dangerous  duty  of  the  cattle- 
ship. 

“ An’  I spoke  to  God  of  our  Contract,  an’  He  says  to  my  prayer: 

‘ I never  puts  on  My  ministers  no  more  than  they  can  bear. 

So  back  you  go  to  the  cattle-boats  an’  preach  My  Gospel  there.’ 

“ I didn’t  want  to  do  it,  for  I knew  what  I should  get, 

An’  I wanted  to  preach  Religion,  handsome  an’  out  of  the  wet, 

But  the  Word  of  the  Lord  were  laid  on  me,  an’  I done  what  I was  set.” 

Surely  here  is  material  for  the  making  of  sons  of  God,  men  who 
shall  bring  their  gifts  and  their  powers  to  the  service  of  the  King  of 
Kings.  Do  not  take  these  verses  of  Kipling  as  an  unwarranted  ideal- 
ization of  the  seaman’s  character.  Read  along  with  your  Kipling, 
Frank  Bullen’s  “ Christ  at  Sea,”  and  learn  how  sensitive  seafaring 
men  are  to  religious  things.  That  wide  expanse  of  ocean  which  rings 
them  round,  the  great  arch  of  the  heavens  studded  with  the  nightly 
stars,  the  silences  and  the  sounds  of  the  deep,  the  calm  and  the  storm, 
speak  to  responsive  souls  of  the  presence  of  God.  They  do  not  know 
Him.  They  have  strange  conceptions  of  His  nature  and  of  His  ways. 
Their  religion  is  often  no  more  than  a crude  superstition.  Their 
Bible  is  an  unwritten  catalogue  of  signs  and  portents  in  the  sky  and 
sea,  which  promise  good  or  threaten  evil.  And  yet  there  is  “the 
feeling  after  God  if  haply  they  may  find  Him.” 

So  the  apostolic  mission  of  the  Society  whose  Anniversary  we  cele- 
brate is  that  defined  by  Paul,  “Whom  therefore  ye  ignorantly  wor- 
ship, Him  declare  we  unto  you.”  It  is  to  lead  men  to  know  and  love 
the  God  who  called  them  to  the  sea  and  appointed  their  service  on 
it,  Whose  the  sea  is  “ for  He  made  it,”  and  Who  writes  His  message 
in  the  stars  above  them  and  in  the  wave  beneath.  It  is  to  provide  an 
escape  for  them  from  those  perils  of  the  shore  which  are  more  fear- 
ful than  the  perils  of  the  deep.  It  is  to  translate  the  love  of  Christ 
for  them  into  kindly  service  and  helpful  counsel.  It  is  to  bind  them 
to  the  Christ  who  knew  the  sea  and  loved  it,  and  chose  His  first  dis- 
ciples out  of  ships.  To  bring  in  the  day  which  the  prophet  saw, 
when  in  the  van  of  all  the  powers  that  glorify  the  name  of  God  the 
ships  shall  come  first — this  is  the  mission  of  the  American  Seamen’s 


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Friend  Society.  It  spreads  before  you  to-day  the  results  of  eighty- 
one  years  of  devoted  service  to  this  end.  It  shows  you  that  it  has 
been  fitted  in  the  providence  of  God  to  do  a greater  work  than  ever 
before  in  its  history.  It  asks  you  to  help  this  work  by  your  prayers 
and  your  gifts,  and  in  doing  so  to  fulfill  the  vision  of  the  prophot 
and  the  will  of  God. 


American  £tamen’0  Attend 

Organized  Mat,  1828.  Incorporated  April,  18*3. 

76  Wall  Street,  New  York,  N.  Y.,  U.  S.  A. 


CHARLES  A.  STODDARD,  D.D.,  President. 

DANIEL  BARNES,  Vice-President.  Rev.  O.  McPHERSON  HUNTER,  Secretary. 

CLARENCE  C.  PINNEO,  Treasurer . 


Chaplains  and  Missionaries  in  connection  with  the  Society,  in  the  United 
States  and  in  Foreign  Countries  during  the  year  ending  March  31,  1909. 

U.  S.  of  America. 

New  York:  New  York  City Edward  M.  D.-ems,  Ph.D. 

Brooklyn  U.  S.  Navy  Yard  H.  G.  Fithian 

Massachusetts:  Gloucester Gloucester  Fisherman’s  Institute,  Mr.  Alpheus  E.  Tuttle. 

Virginia:  Norfolk Norfolk  Port  Society,  Rev.  J.  B Merritt. 

Newport  News Virginia  Mariners'  Friend  Society,  John  Golden. 

South  Carolina:  Charleston Charleston  Port  Society,  Rev.  V.  C.  Dibble. 

Florida:  Pensacola Pensacola  Port  Society,  Rev  Henry  C.  Cushman. 

Georgia:  Savannah Savannah  Port  Society,  H.  Iverson. 

Brunswick B.  Strockenbrok. 

Alabama:  Mobile Seamen’s  Bethel,  C.  H Mosley. 

Texas:  Galveston Galveston  Seamen’s  Friend  Society,  Rev.  J.  F.  Sarner. 

Louisiana:  New  Orleans New  Orleans  Port  Society,  James  Sherrard. 

Oregon:  Portland Portland  Seamen’s  Friend  Society,  Rev.  E.  H.  Roper. 

Astoria  A.  B.  Rudd. 

Washington:  Tacoma Tacoma  Seamen’s  Friend  Society,  Rev.  R.  S.  Stubbs. 

Seattle Seattle  Seamen's  Friend  Society,  Rev.  G.  F.  West. 

California:  San  Francisco Mariners'  Church,  Rev.  J.  Rowell. 

South  America. 

Argentine  Republic:  BuenosAyres  Buenos  Ayres  Sailors’  Home.  Henry  F.  Fellows. 

Rosario  Rosario  Sailors’  Home  and  Mission.  E.  Hallberg. 

Uruguay:  Montevideo Montevideo  Harbor  Mission,  Gilbert  E.  Martin. 

Chile:  Valparaiso Rev.  Frank  Thompson. 

Brazil:  Rio  de  Janeiro Rio  Seamen's  Mission,  H.  C.  Tucker. 

Europe. 

Sweden:  Helsingborg 

Stockholm J.  T.  Hedstrom. 

Gothenburg Christian  Nielsen. 

Denmark:  Copenhagen Rev.  A.  Wollesen. 

Holland:  Rotterdam 

Germany:  Hamburg  British  and  American  Sailors’ Institute,  George  Speedie. 

Belgium:  Antwerp Antwerp  Seamen’s  Friend  Society,  Rev.  J,  Adams. 

Italy:  Genoa Genoa  Harbor  Mission,  Rev.  Donald  Miller,  D.D. 

Naples Naples  Harbor  Mission,  Rev.  T.  Johnstone  Irving. 

Madeira:  Funchal Mission  to  Sailors  and  Sailors’  Rest,  Rev.  W.  G.  Smart. 

India  and  Japan. 

India:  Bombay Seamen’s  Rest,  Rev.  J.  D.  McGregor. 

Japan:  Yokohama Rev.  W.  T.  Austen. 


HOMES  FOR  SEAMEN. 

Institutes  and  Sailors’  Homes  are  encouraged  by  the  Society  in  seaports.  By  their  moral 
and  religious  atmosphere  they  are  often  the  sole  places  of  refuge  for  seamen  from  the  de- 
structive influences  to  which,  as  a class,  they  are  always  exposed  when  on  shore. 

LOAN  LIBRARIES,  BIBLES  AND  TESTAMENTS  FOR  SHIPS. 

Twenty  Dollars  contributed  by  any  individual  or  Sabbath  School  will  send  a Library  to 
sea  in  the  name  of  the  donor. 

Bibles  and  Testaments  in  various  languages  may  be  had  at  the  Depository  of  the  New 
York  Bible  Society,  Room  No.  66,  Bible  House,  Astor  Place,  New  York  City,  or  from  the 
chaplains  of  this  Society. 


